You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 2323 Husband, Please Be Gentle (55)

Because she didn’t sleep well at night, Fang Yaqing woke up a little late the next day.

She got up and went to the next room, but Fang Sitong was gone.

She glanced down from the corridor and saw Sister Lan having breakfast with Fang Sitong.

She went downstairs, entered the restaurant and sat down. Sister Lan brought out her breakfast.

Fang Sitong asked, "Mommy, didn't you say Dad would be back last night? Where is he?"

After Ji Shaoheng left last night, Fang Yaqing couldn't fall asleep for a long time, so she felt a little tired today.

"Dad left early in the morning and went to the hospital to see grandpa." She told a little lie.

Fang Sitong pouted and said aggrievedly: "He didn't even come to see me when he came back."

"He went there when he left in the morning. You were still asleep. He was afraid of waking you up, so he didn't dare call you."

Sister Lan felt sad when she heard this, because her husband had clearly passed away last night.

After breakfast, Fang Yaqing sent Fang Sitong to school. After coming back, she bought some ingredients when passing by the supermarket. When she got home, she carried the ingredients into the kitchen.

Sister Lan followed behind her and saw her rolling up her sleeves as if to cook. Thinking that it was still early for lunch, she asked in confusion, "Madam, what are you doing?"

Fang Yaqing put the fresh chicken into the sink and turned on the tap: "My father-in-law is sick and in the hospital, and Shaoheng is also injured. I'll make some soup for them and send it to the hospital."

Hearing her words, Sister Lan couldn't help but look at her twice more. She had just had a quarrel with her husband last night, but today she acted like nothing happened and was even thinking about making soup for him to send to the hospital.

She has a good character and is a woman suitable for living at home.

Sister Lan was afraid that she would be unhappy because of the quarrel with Ji Shaoheng last night. Seeing that she was so open-minded, she felt relieved: "I'll help you."

Fang Yaqing shook her head: "No, I can do it myself."

Seeing that she didn't let her do anything, Sister Lan stood aside and talked to her, and when she needed something, she helped her pass something. The chicken soup took three hours to cook. After lunch, she carried the thermos bucket to the hospital.

When she arrived downstairs at the inpatient department, she was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to deliver the things upstairs. What if she ran into Xie Suling?
Thinking that I was already here and that I had spent three hours cooking this soup, I plucked up the courage to enter the elevator.

When she arrived outside the ward, a nurse happened to pass by and she called her, "Miss nurse."

The young nurse stopped and looked at her: "Miss, what's the matter?"

Fang Yaqing handed her the thermos bucket in her hand: "Please help me carry it in."

The female nurse looked at her and found it very strange. She looked like she came to see the patient, but she didn't go in even though she was at the door of the ward.

Seeing her looking at him suspiciously, Fang Yaqing said sincerely, "I'm counting on you."

The female nurse took over: "Okay."

"Thank you." Fang Yaqing said gratefully.

The female nurse pushed open the door of the ward and walked in, and Fang Yaqing left quickly.

Ji Yangkun was in the bathroom. Ji Shaoheng was the only one in the ward, and he was playing with his cell phone.

The nurse walked over and put the thermos bucket on the table: "Sir, this is something a lady asked me to bring in."

Ji Shaoheng raised his head and looked at her, frowning slightly: "What's her name?"

The nurse shook her head: "She didn't say."

Ji Shaoheng put down his phone and opened the thermos, which was filled with chicken soup. As the lid was opened, hot mist rose and a fragrance spread.

(End of this chapter)